Murong Qianqian handed over the army to Pei Dongcheng and let him take full responsibility, only need to create momentum on the border, and he took Cheng Jia to pretend to be a merchant and infiltrated the territory of southern Xinjiang.

Originally, the relationship between Southern Xinjiang and Daqi was very friendly, although there was a rift this time, but seeing that Daqi's army retreated back after entering the territory of Southern Xinjiang, the people of Southern Xinjiang felt that Daqi should not be in a hurry to attack them.

As long as the king of southern Xinjiang and the female emperor of Daqi are easy to talk and discuss, there is no danger of war.

Pei Dongcheng also sent a civilian in the army to the imperial court in southern Xinjiang to continue to discuss the issue of borrowing from the king of southern Xinjiang.

This is just to paralyze the king of southern Xinjiang.

There were people from the Yunting faction in southern Xinjiang to respond, but Murong Qianqian and Cheng Jia did not arouse anyone's suspicion all the way. Daqi fat powder business in southern Xinjiang is very good, these fragrant powder putty in the southern Xinjiang nobles have a high reputation, southern Xinjiang noblewomen almost all to be able to use Daqi's rouge gouache as a kind of identity glory.

However, although he entered the capital of southern Xinjiang, it was not so easy to enter the palace in southern Xinjiang to find out the news.

Murong Qianqian and Cheng Jia visited the palace at night, and for the first time walked into a kind of maze, thanks to Cheng Jia, the two of them successfully escaped, Rao is like this, the two of them were also taken aback, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

The king of southern Xinjiang has been respected by witch doctors for generations, and from generation to generation, there must be various formations laid by witch doctors in the palace of the king of southern Xinjiang, and it is not so easy to say that they can break through.

This time, it took a lot of time for Cheng Jia to break the formation, and it also alarmed the guards of the palace in southern Xinjiang, and in the next few days, the guards of the palace will definitely be strengthened, and it is not suitable to go again.

Murong Qianqian and Cheng Jia felt that since they couldn't enter the palace for the time being, they simply went to see the original territory of the witch doctor clan.

After all, that half of the prescription was the purpose of Murong Qianqian's coming.

Cheng Jia relied on the things inherited from his memory and took Murong Qianqian into a sacred mountain near the capital of southern Xinjiang.

Even though the witch doctor clan has been wiped out here, there are still all kinds of offerings piled up at the gate of the sacred mountain, and there are all kinds of things.

Cheng Jia has obtained the inheritance of Dena, and has studied the southern Xinjiang script for so long, and has a good understanding of the southern Xinjiang dialect, so there is no problem in communicating with people at all. He asked the old people who were worshipping at the bottom of the mountain, and the old man told him many legends about the sacred mountain.

This was once the birthplace of the Moon clan.

The people of southern Xinjiang believe that the Yue clan is the descendants of the god clan and gathers here, so this mountain is also respected as a sacred mountain because of the Yue clan, and it has been passed down for hundreds of years. However, unlike other clansmen, their number of people is always decreasing, and it will take hundreds of years. There are very few people who really have the bloodline of the Yue clan, and Dena is one of them, and the spiritual power of the Yue clan is very strong, which is why Dena was able to keep Yun Chu and give birth to Xiao Yun Zheng smoothly. At this point, Cheng Jia asked himself, that is, he may not be able to do it with the help of the power of the magic circle. After all, it takes ten months for a child to grow in his mother's body, and the amount of mental power consumed is unimaginable. Cheng Jia used a spell last time and fell asleep for many days. If it was Dena, the situation would be much better than Cheng Jia.

But Dena is not wrong, Cheng Jia is indeed very talented in this area, plus he is a medical student, I like to delve into these strange things.

Cheng Jia took Murong Qianqian all the way to the depths of the sacred mountain, and saw a large temple halfway up the mountain, this is where the witch doctors used to live, and now the gate is closed, although you can faintly see that there are people inside, but these people are just servants who are responsible for cleaning the temple.

The witch doctors killed them in one night, and this incident became the biggest unsolved case in southern Xinjiang, and the temple was sealed by the king of southern Xinjiang since then.

The temple looks very grand, and the steps made of white stone make the whole temple even more majestic. In front of the temple is a large white marble square, and in the center of the square is an altar with various gemstones inlaid on the edge of the altar, which shines in the sun. This is a temple made of the wealth accumulated by the people of southern Xinjiang for hundreds of years. The entire temple is made of a kind of shining white stone, with gold leaf carved on the edges, and the white and gold structure a natural sacredness and nobility. The sunlight shines on the golden dome of the temple, giving the entire temple a sacrosanct glow.

There are still a lot of things that the southern Xinjiang people come to worship on the altar outside the temple, and there are also many southern Xinjiang people who come to worship in front of the door, because the temple has been ordered to be sealed, so they just worship in front of the temple, and after the worship is completed, they sit in the square or steps in front of the temple to rest. The people of southern Xinjiang are extremely in awe of the temple, so although there are many people, it is not noisy at all. They were afraid that if the noise was loud, it would disturb the gods in the temple.

"Let's find a place where no one is around, climb over the wall and go in." Cheng Jia said to Murong Qianqian. The doors of the temple were tightly closed. If you want to get in, you can only go over the wall.

"Okay." Since there is a prescription for medicine, this temple must be found.

"By the way, did you bring what Dena gave you?" Murong Qianqian asked.

"Brought." Cheng Jia nodded.

"Then bring it." Murong Qianqian pondered for a moment and said. "Either way, you're already the High Priest here. Even if it's for Dena, you should come and see her place. In fact, Murong Qianqian also thought that if the people of Southern Xinjiang respected witch doctors so much, Cheng Jia, as the high priest, could approach the king of Southern Xinjiang in this capacity, but they ran to the gate of the palace and said that Cheng Jia had inherited the high priest of the witch doctor in Southern Xinjiang, and he would definitely be photographed as sick.

It's better to enter here and put on the token of the high priest, maybe the people inside will find out Cheng Jia's identity and report it to the king of southern Xinjiang.

Murong Qianqian thought about this, and Cheng Jia also immediately thought of this. If someone in here can prove his identity, then he and the general will be able to enter the palace without much difficulty.

"That's right." Cheng Jia nodded, and he took out the bracelet that Dena had handed him before from his arms and took it in his hand.

Strange to say, the originally plain bracelet immediately emitted a dazzling purple light after putting on his wrist, and this purple light slowly rose from Cheng Jia's wrist, and then something seemed to reflect each other in the temple and the purple light emitted by this bracelet.

The purple light inside the temple became stronger and stronger, making the entire temple seem to be hidden in a leisurely and mysterious and noble purple smoke.

"A new High Priest was born?" After seeing such a strange scene, the people of southern Xinjiang who were resting on the steps in front of the temple looked at Cheng Jia, who was standing on the steps in a cloth robe, with horror and awe.

"New High Priest!"

"Look at his hands! It's a token of the High Priest! ”

"The High Priest has been inherited!"

Everyone first looked at Cheng Jia in surprise, and then an old man walked over tremblingly, and the respectful Cheng Jia knelt down beside him, "Honorable young man, have you received the inheritance of the high priest?" ”

He spoke in southern Xinjiang, which Murong Qianqian couldn't understand, but looked at the old man's face with respect and piety. Murong Qianqian also knew that he was asking Cheng Jia.

"Yes." Cheng Jia obviously didn't expect that as soon as he put on this bracelet, it would cause such a big reaction.

The moment he put on the bracelet, a sense of sacredness and devotion rose in his heart. This thought seemed to resonate with something in the temple, and some symbols faintly appeared in his mind, and he was standing in front of the temple just now, motionless to understand the meaning of those symbols.

It turns out that the inheritance was not done by the high priest alone, and that there is a final part of the temple.

A complete history of the sacrificial rituals in southern Xinjiang and the origin of the witch doctor and the Yue clan just unfolded in Cheng Jia's mind like a picture scroll as Cheng Jia comprehended those symbols.

His whole being was also bathed in purple divine light, and became solemn and solemn.

After a long time, the purple light faded faintly from his bracelet, and the corresponding purple light that shrouded him and the temple gradually disappeared, and everything seemed to be calm.

Cheng Jia breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to the old man who knelt beside him and said, "Uncle, get up." Indeed, I have received the inheritance of the High Priest. ”

As soon as Cheng Jia's words came out, the square was suddenly full of people.

"The gods have eyes, and the heavens fool. The witch doctors have not perished! The old man had his hands facing the sky, his old tears were crissling, and the piety in his eyes made Murong Qianqian, who had always been cold, a little moved when he saw it.

The power of faith.

However, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Murong Qianqian wouldn't have believed that there would be so many unbelievable things in this world.

Just when everyone knelt down to worship Cheng Jia devoutly, the door of the temple automatically opened.

Inside, mermaids in white robes burst out.

The leader was a woman about fifty years old, with a purple tattoo totem on her forehead, but it didn't make people feel weird, but there was a sense of mystery.

She walked slowly in front of Cheng Jia and saw the bracelet on Cheng Jia's wrist at a glance.

Her gaze suddenly became excited, "A token of High Priest Dena." She bent down deeply towards Cheng Jia.

"May I ask this young man, have you received the inheritance of the High Priest?" She asked again in the ancient southern Xinjiang language.

Fortunately, Cheng Jia has studied a lot of Southern Xinjiang these days, and he has also dabbled in ancient Southern Xinjiang language, and he can still cope with this kind of relatively simple daily conversation.

"Yes." According to the etiquette of the high priest in his memory, Cheng Jia knew that he was the ceremonial officer of the temple when he saw the woman's clothes.

He raised his wrist at the ceremonial officer.

The ceremonial officer led the people in the temple to bow their heads respectfully towards Cheng Jia, "Dare to ask your name." ”

"Cheng Jia." Cheng Jia said modestly.

The ceremonial officer laughed, "Sure enough, Naga is right when she comes back, you are the one chosen by the High Priest of Dena. ”

"Now that you have received the inheritance of High Priest Dena, you are our new High Priest. High Priest please. ”

She stepped out of the way.

Cheng Jia and Murong Qianqian glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

They originally thought that it would take a lot of trouble for Zhou Zhang to enter the temple, and the two of them thought about how to bother to convince the people of southern Xinjiang that Cheng Jia was their new high priest.

The high priest is a king-like existence in southern Xinjiang, and it should not be a simple matter to believe that Cheng Jia is the high priest, but he didn't expect two people to come to the temple, but they accidentally let everyone witness the miracle. Seeing is believing, but there is no need for Cheng Jia to toss.

There is also Naga's testimony.

Cheng Jia has really forgotten Naga these days, and he is a little nervous after he gets the inheritance.

was mentioned by this etiquette officer, and Cheng Jia remembered.

"Your Excellency. Dare to ask where Naga is? Cheng Jia asked.

"Naga has been keeping a vigil for High Priest Dena since he returned. She will come to the front in a moment to pay homage to the high priest. The ceremonial officer said.

Cheng Jia nodded, with Naga's testimony, he should be able to pass the test.

He quietly told Murong Qianqian about the conversation he had with the ceremonial officer just now, but Murong Qianqian frowned slightly. He asked quietly. "Since the High Priest of Southern Xinjiang is so important, Naga came back with Dena's ashes and told them about your existence, why didn't they send someone to find you?"

"That's right." Cheng Jia was slightly startled when he heard this, why didn't he expect this situation.

"Be careful." Murong Qianqian reminded, "After all, the witch doctor clan is gone. You are the only one left to bear fruit. ”

"Yes." The two of them lowered their voices and communicated in Da Qi, and Murong Qianqian also carefully observed these people, they didn't show anything unusual, thinking that they didn't understand Da Qi's words.

Cheng Jia was sent to the inside of the temple.

He and Murong Qianqi were surprised to find that there were no specific statues of gods in the temple, and the temples were dedicated to white statues of plants and animals, which stood on either side, and in the center was a fire-like totem carving.

"It's the same thing as the Legacy." Cheng Jia secretly said to Murong Qianqi, "They worship the power of nature. ”

"Oh." Murong Qianqian raised his eyebrows slightly, since he came to Southern Xinjiang, according to the etiquette of Southern Xinjiang, he bowed down like Cheng Jia.

This temple seems to be filled with a faint fragrance that will refresh people's minds.

"There's nothing wrong with the scent, right?" Murong Qianqian asked. He now has two lives on his back and has to be careful every step of the way.

"Don't worry." Cheng Jia said, "This is the specialty flower of this sacred mountain. Out of the sacred mountain, this flower will wither. It has a refreshing effect here. There's a lot of weird stuff here. ”

This is probably really a gift from nature. As long as it was safe, Murong Qianqian didn't care much about it, and he nodded.

"Call Naga and ask." Murong Qianqian said in a low voice.

Cheng Jia nodded and said a few words to the ceremonial officer. The ceremonial officers naturally did so, and they welcomed the two of them into a side hall, which looked very ornate and comfortable, and a mountain waterfall rushed down from the terrace, and in the midst of a verdant greenery, it seemed to be white, and under the waterfall was a jasper-like pool, which was half-spanned on the waterhole. Everything is carved from plain white boulders, which is simple and luxurious.

"This will be your territory in the future?" Murong Qianqian looked around for a moment and said, "It's a fairyland-like place. ”

Cheng Jia looked around and shrugged slightly, "I'm not sure if I want to live here." Seriously, I'm not prepared to be a high priest here. I still want to go back to Daqi. ”

"The decision is yours." Murong Qianqian patted Cheng Jia on the shoulder.

"By the way, I just got a broken part of the inheritance." Cheng Jia said, "But the half of the prescription is still not followed." ”

"It's fine. Take your time. Murong Qianqian smiled slightly, "There should be a clue." ”

"Yes." Cheng Jia said, "Just now I saw a whole history of the Yue Clan. The prescription was indeed from a sage of the Yue clan. ”

"That's good." When Murong Qianqian heard this, his heart was overjoyed, "This is the birthplace of the Yue clan, maybe the second half of the prescription will really exist here." ”

"Yes." Cheng Jia nodded.

As long as there is hope, that's good.

There are many other accounts of that man in the library behind this. After meeting Naga, I'm going to look through it. Cheng Jia said.

It's wonderful.

Naga was soon brought in, and she was also wearing a long white dress.

After seeing Cheng Jia, Naga also seemed very excited, hurriedly walked over, knelt down, "High Priest, you are finally back!" ”

She kissed the ground under Cheng Jia's feet, and Cheng Jia was so frightened that she almost jumped three feet high.

Although he knew that this was the etiquette of the maid to the high priest, it felt strange that someone had actually made it.

"Get up, Naga." Cheng Jia hurriedly said to Naga.

"Master of Ceremonies, I have something to say to Naga, can you go out first?" Cheng Jia said politely to the ceremonial officer.

The ceremonial officer nodded and quietly exited the side hall.

"Naga, were all the witch doctors killed when you came back?" Cheng Jia said to Naga.

"Yes." Naga nodded.

"Then you mentioned me to them, why didn't they send someone to me?" Cheng Jia asked again.

Naga sighed, "High Priestess, we didn't go to you to protect you. At that time, the man who claimed to have been inspired by God lived in the temple with great dignity, and His Highness Thea obeyed him, and even our king treated him with great respect. Some of us refuted him, but it soon became clear that all those who opposed him were inexplicably dead. When I returned, I brought back the ashes of the high priest and told the ceremonial officer about you, and the ceremonial officer consulted with the other adults and kept the matter a secret for the time being. After all, if something happens to you again, the witch doctor clan will be completely wiped out. It was the matter of the ashes of the High Priest of Dena being brought back, and everyone hid it, and I was alone in the back to worship it. The Celebrant said that this was also protecting me. ”

It turned out to be this case.

In this way, the ceremonial officer just now is a good person. Indeed, if the matter of Naga's ashes brought back by Dena was known by Feng Wuchen, Naga would definitely be captured by Feng Wuchen. Three times and two times, Feng Wuchen will definitely know about Cheng Jia's affairs. Cheng Jia has been in Daqi for so long, and when it comes to it, he has to thank everyone in the temple for hiding this matter.

So when he received the last inheritance at the door just now, the ceremonial officer didn't show much surprise. It's that she has long known about Cheng Jia's existence. Everything seems very calm and calm.

Cheng Jia relayed Naga's words to Murong Qianqian, who nodded slightly after listening.

It turns out that this is the case, that is to say, the people of the entire temple are protecting Cheng Jia, so they will not expose Cheng Jia's news, and in the same way, although Feng Wuchen has been in Southern Xinjiang for so long, he doesn't know that Naga has entrusted everything to Cheng Jia.

This was a good thing for them, after all, he would let go of his guard over the king of Southern Xinjiang.

Murong Qianqian knows Feng Wuchen too well, senior brother has been for so many years, Feng Wuchen has a very bad problem, that is, sometimes he is a little overconfident. Probably it has become a habit to control others here, so Feng Wuchen will be less relaxed about those who are already in control.

If he thinks that no one can threaten him anymore, he will be careless.

Cheng Jia and Murong Qianqian discussed, Cheng Jia made such a big move in front of the temple today, I believe that it will not be long before it reaches the ears of the king of southern Xinjiang, and the king of southern Xinjiang will come to see Cheng Jia in person.

"Where is Her Royal Highness Princess Thea now?" Cheng Jia asked.

"Princess Thea was left in the palace." Naga said.

"He didn't take Thea to Nanzhao." Cheng Jia felt a little strange. "What a good bargaining chip She's in his hand."

"He may have found a better bargaining chip in Nanzhao." Murong Qianqian said indifferently after listening to Cheng Jia's translation.

"Isn't he afraid that the king of Southern Xinjiang and Daqi will join forces to attack him?" Cheng Jia asked.

"He doesn't know you exist. Nature is not afraid. Murong Qianqian said slowly. Feng Wuchen has always believed in his own methods.

"How's Thea's condition now?" Cheng Jia asked Naga.

"Princess Thea is getting weaker by the day." Naga said, "I've heard from the Master of Ceremonies that since that man left, Princess Thea has lost her soul. ”

"Oh." Cheng Jia responded and sighed slightly.

Cheng Jia remembered Seya's appearance at the beginning, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He wasn't sure what Naga was saying about Princess Thea losing her soul, but if you think about it, it wouldn't be too good.

The ceremonial officer knocked lightly on the door outside, and after Cheng Jia responded, she brought a large group of people in, each holding all kinds of things in their hands, including clothes and various accessories.

"High Priest, these are the things we have quietly prepared for the High Priest. After Naga sent back the news, everyone was looking forward to the return of the High Priest. It was believed that God would guide the high priest back to the temple. God has really brought back the high priest today. So ask the high priest to bathe and change his clothes. You have the legacy of High Priest Dena and the last inheritance of the gods, and if you can hold this scepter, you can complete the final step. The ceremonial officer led everyone to kneel down respectfully towards Cheng Jia.

They knelt for a long time, but Cheng Jia was a little rough.

He looked at Murong Qianqian for help. Although Murong Qianqian couldn't understand what the Lord of Ceremonies said just now, he could guess that they were asking Cheng Jia to change his clothes and ascend the throne by looking at their appearance. Murong Qianqian nodded at Cheng Jia.

Cheng Jia was stunned, but finally took a deep breath and took the scepter that the ceremonial officer held in both hands.

The scepter also seemed to respond to each other with the bracelet in Cheng Jia's hand, and at the moment Cheng Jia held it, a circle of purple light emitted from the scepter in his hand, forming a halo that expanded rapidly outward, boom, as if the air was gushing, but the purple light was fleeting, and it received the purple gem at the top of the scepter, and the gem instantly seemed to be lit up, emitting a light purple light.

"The Scepter has approved of you, too." The Master of Ceremonies said to Cheng Jia with relief, "From now on." You are already a high priest. ”

Cheng Jia thought that the ritual of becoming a high priest was very cumbersome, but he didn't expect that as long as he held the scepter and could shine, it was already done.

Several sets of rituals to worship the heavens in his mind were completely ornamental.

Cheng Jia was surrounded by people and went into the inner room to bathe and change clothes. Murong Qianzhen leaned on the railing of the terrace and watched the waterfall rushing down outside.

Cheng Jia was recognized by the temple and believed that he would soon be able to meet the king of southern Xinjiang. Cheng Jia should have a way to remove the soul transfer technique that Feng Wuchen set on the king of Southern Xinjiang. As long as the king of Nanjiang returns to normal, he can take advantage of Nanjiang and go directly to the border of Nanzhao.

Probably the master didn't expect that in this life, he would actually stand on the opposite side of his senior brother.

With the help of southern Xinjiang, it is not impossible to break the southern edict. Besides, they also have Cheng Jia's help.

I don't know how Yun Chu is doing in the capital, he has been in a hurry before, and he didn't think about it so much, but now that things have developed and taken a turn for the better, Murong Qianqian found that he really missed Yun Chu.

The return of the new high priest, which can be called a sensational event in southern Xinjiang, soon reached the ears of the king of southern Xinjiang.

There is also a high priest! The High Priest of Dena actually found the inheritor before Daqi died! This made the king of southern Xinjiang unable to sit still any longer.

It is good that he has been bewitched by Feng Wuchen, but Feng Wuchen's bewitchment is based on the premise that there are no witch doctors in southern Xinjiang.

That's why the king of southern Xinjiang will be convinced of the words of Feng Wuchen.

Now that a new High Priest has appeared, and even the final lineage has been completed, and the scepter has been picked up, the King of Southern Xinjiang has to go and meet the new High Priest.

This time he personally led people and asked them to carry Thea to the temple.

Seya is his most beloved daughter, and now she looks like she is about to die, which also makes the king of southern Xinjiang sad. He had searched all over the country for doctors, but they were all helpless about Her Royal Highness's condition. Now that the High Priest has appeared, does that mean that Seya's condition will improve?

Cheng Jia was wearing a high priest's white robe, long hair hanging down his shoulders, wearing a high priest's hair crown on his forehead, holding the high priest's scepter in his hand, accompanied by the ceremonial officer, he slowly walked out of the temple and came out to greet the king of southern Xinjiang in person.

Murong Qianqian also changed into a white robe and followed the team.

Cheng Jia was born white and handsome, and this white robe really looked a little solemn when he put it on, Murong Qianqian shook his head secretly, people really have to dress up, and the nervous Cheng Jia dressed up so casually, and suddenly became radiant.

The scepter in his hand emitted a faint purple light, reflecting his whole person with nobility.

"See my king." Cheng Jia went to meet according to the etiquette of southern Xinjiang.

As soon as the king of southern Xinjiang saw that the jewel at the top of the scepter was lit up, he was so excited that he almost didn't speak.

"The return of the High Priest is a blessing to all the people." The king of southern Xinjiang helped Cheng Jia. He really thought that the witch doctor clan would die out, but he didn't expect that Dena would pass on the high priesthood in the end. "Hurry up, come and see Thea." The king of southern Xinjiang took Cheng Jia's hand and said impatiently.

Although Cheng Jia also wanted to see Seya, he still held back first, "Let's take a look at Your Majesty first." ”

"What's wrong?" The king of Nanjiang was shocked, "There is nothing abnormal about the widow." ”

Cheng Jia smiled at him, raised his hand and drew a character in the air, then closed his eyes, and he held the hand of the king of southern Xinjiang.

The king of southern Xinjiang felt a stream of heat slowly injected into his body from the palm of his hand, and his head suddenly ached, it was a sharp and extremely rapid pain, and it didn't stay for long, as if it had been stabbed by something, and instantly pierced a barrier-like thing. After the sharp pain, the mind of the king of southern Xinjiang became clear.

"This is ......" The king of southern Xinjiang looked at Cheng Jia, who had already opened his eyes, in amazement.

"Your Majesty, what I removed for Your Majesty just now was a kind of mind technique that someone used on Your Majesty." Cheng Jia said with a smile. "Does Your Majesty often feel that someone will say something in your ear and instruct Your Majesty to do something?"

The king of Nanjiang was shocked, "Yes." He thought it was God's mouth, "Isn't that God's will?" ”

"Not really." Cheng Jia smiled slightly, "This is just the meaning of the legal person to Your Majesty." It is not God's will. ”

Legal! "Who is it?" The king of Nanjiang naturally believed the words of the high priest, and he was furious after almost thinking about it, "Who dares to do such a thing to a widow?" ”

"Your Majesty, it's the one who brought back Princess Thea before." Cheng Jia said slowly, "He not only framed His Majesty, but also Princess Seya. Princess Thea is now like this, and it has something to do with him. He wants to control the princess and approach our king and use his power to help him achieve his goals. ”

"You're talking about dustless!" The king of Southern Xinjiang was shocked, he thought about it for a while, what Cheng Jia said was not bad at all, he was only after Seya brought back the person named Wuchen, and he gradually heard the so-called holy parable.

Cheng Jia healed the king of Southern Xinjiang, and then went to see Seya, and sure enough, his own consciousness was locked by the soul suppression jade.

The wind is not there, and as a person who obeys the wind and dust, Seya is like a walking corpse. In Dena's inheritance, it is not that Mei has a way to crack this kind of thing, but Cheng Jia has just used his spiritual power on the king of Southern Xinjiang, and he already feels very tired, and his spiritual power is still not enough. He could only use the magic circle to deflect the question of the ownership of the piece of soul suppression jade that bound Seya now. Let Thea think of him as a master first.

The transformation ceremony was quite cumbersome and complicated, with the help of everyone in the Southern Xinjiang Temple, Cheng Jia took three days to complete, and after the ceremony was completed, he was already tired and speechless.

Seya fell into a coma, and when Seya woke up again, she would forget about Feng Wuchen and only listen to Cheng Jia's words.

While Cheng Jia was resting, Murong Qianqian found the king of Southern Xinjiang and revealed his identity.

Murong Qianqian is famous all over the world, after the king of southern Xinjiang restored the Qingming Dynasty, where did he dare to slack off on Murong Qianqian, thinking that he had rejected Murong Qianqian before, the king of southern Xinjiang was also shocked into a cold sweat.

Murong Qianqi once again clarified his intentions and position, this time the king of southern Xinjiang did not say a word, not only allowed Murong Qianqian to borrow the way, but also personally sent troops, together with Murong Qianqi, to directly take the southern edict. The new king of Nanzhao is the wind and dust! The man who not only deceived him, but also harmed his daughter. It's really uncomfortable to hold this breath in the bottom of my heart.

The matter of borrowing the road was discussed here, and Murong Qianqian immediately notified Pei Dongcheng to bring his troops over. He stayed in the temple to find clues to the cure.

It would take a few more days for the army to reach the capital in southern Xinjiang.

After Cheng Jia woke up, he had been looking for records about the Yue people's prescriptions and the sage in the library. However, the two of them went through all the classics, but unfortunately found a fact, this prescription is really only half.

The people of the Yue clan have too many magical things, and they are destined to be feared by the world, and the place where they originally moved was Nanzhao, but later because their ability was too strong, they were feared by the king of Nanzhao. King Nanzhao tried his best to kill the people of the Yue clan, and this prescription appeared in that situation, saving many people from the Yue clan, but King Nanzhao would not allow a group of people with the ability to defy the sky to exist, so he ordered from the assassination of the Yue clan to a large-scale massacre, and drove the Yue clan to the place where their ancestors started, which is now this sacred mountain. Half of the prescription was lost in the war, and the person who wrote the prescription also died under the knife of the Nanzhao people.

The Yue clan who returned to the mountains has no longer revived, and gradually lived a secluded life, but they will still help some people in southern Xinjiang who have entered the mountains, and gradually gain some status in southern Xinjiang. They will teach the people of southern Xinjiang medicine and simple spells, this is the formation of witch doctors in southern Xinjiang, there have been the lessons of Nanzhao, this time they are very low-key, even if they accept apprentices, only a small part of the people. However, they still won the respect of the people of southern Xinjiang and the trust of the royal family of southern Xinjiang. It's a pity that over the past few hundred years, the people of the Yue clan have been withering more and more, and the Yue clan has strictly adhered to the ancestral teachings and has not accepted apprentices on a large scale until now. There are fewer and fewer of their people, and there are not many witch doctors. That's why it's so easy for Feng Wuchen to put the witch doctor family in one nest.

The prescription is really only half there. Murong Qianqian, who was originally full of hope, instantly felt that his whole body was cold.

Could it be that Yun Chu was destined to endure such torture in this life?

In about half a month, Pei Dongcheng led the army to the vicinity of the capital in southern Xinjiang.

Southern Xinjiang also sent troops to join forces with the army of Daqi and marched towards the Southern Zhao Kingdom.

A month later, all the cities on the outskirts of the Southern Zhao Kingdom had been occupied by the allied forces of Daqi and Southern Xinjiang.

Another month later, the combined forces of Daqi and Southern Xinjiang attacked the hinterland of Nanzhao, but were blocked by Nanzhao's army, and the two sides were at a stalemate.

"General. The envoys of the Southern Zhao Kingdom asked for a meeting. Pei Dongcheng entered Murong Qianqian's big tent and said to Murong Qianqian.

He finally couldn't hold his breath anymore. Murong Qianqian nodded lightly. As he expected, the envoy came to secretly send a letter to Murong Qianqi. The wind is dustless, and Murong Qianqian saw it alone.

Murong Qianqian didn't want to go, but Feng Wuchen said in the letter that he was very sure that if he didn't come, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Murong Qianqian finally went.

In the valley, a field of flowers dotted, between the butterflies flying, Murong Qianqian rode a horse and slowly entered, he did not come alone this time, but brought someone to ambush here.

Now he has two lives on his line, so he is not sure of absolute safety, and he will not be in danger alone.

"Little junior brother. You're being too cautious now. Feng Wuchen was wearing a white robe, standing among the flowers with an outstanding demeanor, looking at him and smiling.

Murong Qianqian shrugged slightly, noncommittal.

"Long story short. I heard you're looking for a prescription for Tianhua Dan. Feng Wuchen said with a smile.

"Neither will you." Murong Qianqian said slowly.

"I don't have a prescription, but I found a finished product of Tianhua Dan in the palace of Nanzhao." Feng Wuchen said, "As long as you withdraw from the army and promise me not to send troops to invade Nanzhao within thirty years, I will give you this medicine." ”

"Who knows if it's true or not?" Murong Qianqian's heart moved slightly, but he still said lightly. "You also know who I'm looking for Tianhua Dan for. So what you give, do you think I'll believe? Besides, even if there is one in the Nanzhao Palace, it has been hundreds of years old, and it is still a question whether it can be effective. ”

"You have to trust me." Feng Wuchen said, "If you really want to cure Yun Chu. ”

"Poisoning Yun Chu won't do me any good. You and Yunting will never let me go. Feng Wuchen said, he didn't know that if Yun Chu died, Murong Qianqian would also die with him. Nanzhao has just arrived in my hands, so to speak, I can't afford the Great Qi army pouring out to avenge your Majesty the Empress. I'm not going to joke about what I've worked so hard to build. ”

There was a faint smile on the corner of Murong Qianqian's mouth, "How can I be sure that there are no other problems with that medicine?" ”

"Haven't you already found the High Priest?" Feng Wuchen smiled bitterly, "The inheritance of the high priest is from generation to generation, and he can naturally distinguish whether that medicine is real or fake. ”

It has been several months since Cheng Jia returned to southern Xinjiang, and Feng Wuchen naturally knows about Cheng Jia's existence. He regretted dying, although he killed Dena, but he didn't know that Dena passed it on to Cheng Jia when she was dying, and she would really joke with him. He asked himself that there was nothing wrong with it, but in reality, there were always mistakes of one kind or another.

Feng Wuchen was a little lost, he wasn't a god after all.

The bottom of Murong Qianqi's heart was set off by Feng Wuchen's words, yes, Cheng Jia could distinguish the authenticity of the medicine.

"How?" Feng Wuchen saw that Murong Qianqian had been pursing his lips and was silent, and he was really a little out of breath in his heart.

Yun Chu's health is not good, but it doesn't have to be this medicine.

He also thought of this method in a hurry, the little junior brother's feelings for Yun Chu can cure the demons in his heart and let go of hatred, and it is not impossible for the little junior brother to withdraw for Yun Chu.

There were a lot of this kind of pills in the palace of Nanzhao Kingdom back then, but after hundreds of years, the gift of people and the consumption of consumption, when he received the Nanzhao Palace, he only found two. Now take out one and lure Murong Qianqian to retreat.

Just when Feng Wuchen almost thought that Murong Qianqian would not agree, Murong Qianqian suddenly nodded.

This made Feng Wuchen overjoyed.

"In three days, I will send the pill to you." The wind was overjoyed, but it didn't show it on his face.

As long as Murong Qianqian retreats from the army, he is not afraid of the people from southern Xinjiang who are born.

Three days later, Murong Qianqian really received the pill sent by Feng Wuchen, and he couldn't wait to leave the barracks with the pill and go to the temple to find Cheng Jia.

Cheng Jia did not go with Murong Qianqian this time, but stayed to heal Princess Seya.

He doesn't have the mental power of Dena, and he can lift the ban on Seya at once, but he can lift it a little bit every day.

After a few months, Seya has recovered very well, but after all, she is a person whose consciousness has been injured, and she is now like a blank piece of paper, how Cheng Jia teaches, she learns.

Cheng Jia originally wanted to teach Seya as a lady, but then he thought about Seya's appearance at the beginning, and his heart softened, and the Seya in his mind was still the enthusiastic little girl who was lively and active, and spoke upside down, so let's return Seya to her original appearance.

Therefore, with Cheng Jia's connivance, it is impossible for Seya to become a lady.

"Cheng Jia, there's a very handsome man looking for you outside!" Princess Seya ran into Cheng Jia's room with her skirt.

"You never knew to knock on the door, did you?" Cheng Jia was changing clothes, and was broken in by Seya, Cheng Jia supported his forehead and put on his clothes as quickly as possible.

"Do you still need to knock on the door of your room?" Seya asked, blinking wide-eyed.

"Yes!" Cheng Jia jumped to his feet and said. She must have done it on purpose! Pick him to come in when he is changing.

"Just don't look at you." Seya stuck out her tongue at Cheng Jiayi and grimaced. "I went to see the handsome man coming in from outside. Much prettier than you. ”

"You dare!" Cheng Jia bared his teeth at Seya. Seya also bared her teeth at Cheng Jia, and the two of them went back and forth, Seya kissed the corner of Cheng Jia's lips quickly, and then jumped to the side, looking at him blushing and smiling.

Cheng Jia sighed slightly in his heart, but there was a soft light in his eyes.

By the way, who is the beautiful man out there?

Cheng Jia walked out and met Murong Qianqian who was covered in dust.

"Looks like Thea is recovering well." Murong Qianqian obviously saw the scene just now and teased.

Cheng Jia's face turned red as soon as he brushed it.

"Help me see if this medicine is real." Murong Qianqian took out the pill that Feng Wuchen had sent.

Cheng Jia poured out the pill, and it was recorded in the books that as long as he mastered the inheritance of the high priest, he could tell the curative effect of the medicine and whether it was poisonous or not.

"It's true." Cheng Jia said in surprise and joy, he had just scanned the pill with the consciousness of the high priest. "It's Tianhuadan, it's good, it's wrapped with a special layer of wax on the outside, and the medicinal effect inside is kept unchanged for hundreds of years."

"If only it were true." Murong Qianqian took the pill, and a big stone pressed in his heart finally landed. With it, Yun Chu will no longer need to be trapped by illness in the future!

"I'll go back to Daqi. Are you with me? Murong Qianqian put the pill away and asked.

Cheng Jia wanted to nod immediately, but the corner of his clothes was quietly held by Seya, and the words he just wanted to say were swallowed back raw, "I'll wait a while." ”

"Okay." Knowing that he was reluctant to give up Seiya, Murong Qianqian didn't ask him to do anything, so he left the temple alone and couldn't wait to embark on the return journey.

Chinese New Year's Eve in Daqi is always a time of year for families to reunite.

In Fengyi Palace, the royal family is also eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner lively.

The Emperor looked better than usual, the Queen Mother wore a red dress with him for the occasion, the Queen Mother was wearing a light-colored long dress, Meng Qishan was also called to the palace by Yun Chu to eat together, he and Yun Ting sat on Yun Chu's right side, and the little princess with a big belly sat opposite Her Majesty. Qin Jinmo was waiting.

Looking at Qin Jinmo's outrageous and undisguised wife and slave appearance, Her Majesty the Empress looked at her slightly, can she still have a little bit of interest?

Alas, people who don't have a husband by their side just don't hurt. Her Majesty the Empress began to pull the small handkerchief and press the corner of her eyes, but in her heart, she was scolding Murong Qianqian fiercely, and every time she let it out, she disappeared! In the future, it's better to find a chain to tie him up!

"Mother, I want to eat that!" The child likes the New Year the most, he tugged at Yun Chu's sleeve, not realizing that his mother was immersed in his own sorrow and could not extricate himself.

"Oh." Yun Chu thought about Murong Qianzhen, so he absentmindedly stretched out his chopsticks and put them on Xiao Yun Zheng's plate.

Xiao Yunzheng ate quickly, and quickly ate it all, "I still want it for the mother." ”

He said right away.

Yun Chu took another chopstick and fed it to his son.

"I still want it!"

"You still eat?" Yun Chu glanced sideways slightly, "You are careful to become a little fat man, you will not be able to find a daughter-in-law in the future!" ”

Oh my mother, although I don't know what a daughter-in-law is, it seems to be delicious! Xiao Yunzheng was a little frightened.

"Don't listen to your mother's nonsense." The Queen Mother smiled and asked Xiao Yunzheng to come to her side, and patiently moved the things that Xiao Yunzheng wanted in front of him. In order to make this reunion dinner eat like a family, they didn't allow the maids to come over to make dishes this time.

"But the Queen seems to have a great temper." Xiao Yun Zheng looked at Yun Chu with palpitations, and whispered to the Queen Mother.

"She's .....," the Queen Mother laughed. Then, "Huh. She's not angry with you. You don't have to take it too seriously. ”

"Is Yue'er unwell?" The Emperor asked. He was sometimes uncomfortable and had a bad temper. Yun Chu's health has always been bad, so it is inevitable that he will have a big temper. The Emperor asked with concern.

"Father, you don't understand my sorrow." Her Majesty put down her chopsticks, sighed, and said faintly.

The Empress Dowager burst out laughing, she had been with Yun Chu for so long, how could she not know that Her Majesty the Empress was pure and began to do it again.

Yun Ting also laughed, "It seems that if someone doesn't come back, the gate of the harem will open again." ”

"How do you know?" Her Majesty glared at the eldest brother.

"You shouted so loudly at the gate of the palace that day, the ghosts heard it!" Yun Ting said with a smile.

"That's a vile act! You listen to the corners of people's walls! You, you, you! Her Majesty the Empress raised her slender jade and pointed at Yun Ting's nose, "Don't slander the glorious image of this Empress!" ”

Yun Ting laughed.

"Your Majesty." Pu Jia hurriedly walked in when Yun Chu was frying his hair, and whispered a few words in Yun Chu's ear, and Yun Chu's eyes, which were originally a little distracted, suddenly lit up.

"Father, mother, empress dowager, what am I, go change your clothes." Yun Chu immediately stood up.

"What kind of clothes are you going to wear?" Emperor Taishang asked puzzled. "Come back soon."

"Yes, yes, soon." Yun Chu stood up and walked quickly towards the outside of the hall.

"The eldest sister is tired!" Her Royal Highness Princess Chang'an's eyes rolled, "I'll take a look." ”

"Don't make a fuss." The Queen Mother glanced at Princess Chang'an, "You don't look at your body!" Your eldest sister has her own affairs, and you sit here honestly. There will be fireworks or something. The plays are also choreographed to your liking. Just give me a pause. ”

"Oh." was yelled at by her mother, although Princess Chang'an pouted, she still sat honestly in place, and Qin Jinmo's heart was also relaxed.

Princess Chang'an is about to give birth, the imperial doctor said that in the past few days, he has been worried all day long, Princess Chang'an is a dishonest person, fluttering everywhere, Qin Jinmo has to be scared several times all day long.

Her Majesty came out of the main hall, and Pu Jia immediately put a thick white coat on her.

"Murong Qianqian is really back?" Her Majesty asked impatiently.

"It's back. The general is waiting for His Majesty in the garden. Pu Jia smiled.

Don't come to me when you're back! What do you do in the running garden?

Although Her Majesty the Empress counted in her heart, she still went to the Imperial Garden in three steps and two steps.

"Yun Chu." Just as Her Majesty was looking around, looking for her husband, she heard a clear cry, which seemed more peaceful in the noisy sound of firecrackers outside.

Yun Chu looked in the direction where the voice came from. A young man dressed in a black robe, standing on the shore of the water, with a slender posture, the moonlight cast his figure on the ground, and under his black eyebrows were clear eyes, the eyes were light, with a strong affection that could not be dissolved.

"You stay here." Yun Chu said to the maids behind him. She herself walked over to the young man.

She threw herself into the arms of the young man, who still had a faint fragrance on his body, and had already come after bathing. He knew that he had a problem with not being able to smell a bad smell, so even if he came back from the trek, he would go to bathe first and then come to see her. Yun Chu laughed.

Her Majesty sighed and raised her head in the young man's arms. "I'll take you somewhere."

He nodded.

They don't seem to need to say hello to each other anymore, just a look, and they feel that each other's hearts are close together.

Yun Chu took Murong Qianqi's hand and turned around in the imperial garden for a small half circle, and came to the dark hole in the rockery.

Murong Qianqian was a little stunned, not knowing what Yun Chu brought him here for, Yun Chu turned around and circled Murong Qianqian's narrow waist, "I miss you so much." ”

Murong Qianzhen's gaze softened, and his body leaned back slightly. Leaning on the rocks of the rockery, he wrapped his arms around his wife, "I miss you so much." ”

Before the words of the two of them fell, there were huge fireworks blooming in the sky, and the colorful colors dyed the eyes of the two people, the two of them stared at it like this, Murong Qianzhen's heart calmed down, they didn't say anything, but leaned close together, feeling the warmth given to each other, someone outside the palace wall set off firecrackers, and the thunderbolts exploded, and the two of them seemed to be blocked in this small space, and the outside world did not interfere with them at all, Both of them were so peaceful and calm.

The light in Her Majesty's eyes reminded him of what he looked like when he first saw her, his temperament was so cold and bland, and he was so withdrawn and lonely for so many years. Only someone like Her Majesty the Empress can pull him out of his own world, and only someone like Her Majesty the Empress can make him unable to take his eyes off at all.

"Say it, you love me!" Her Majesty pursed her lips slightly.

"I love you." The young man laughed unreservedly and whispered into his wife's ear.

Yun Chu's face turned slightly red, "You came back so late, I almost thought that I really had to open the door of the harem to force you back." ”

"What are you thinking?" Murong Qianqian frowned and smiled.

"It's all you!" Yun Chu said confidently, making Murong Qianqian laugh for a while. This was his Empress, and he kissed Her Majesty on the lips.

Yes, all she thinks about is him, and he is not.

"I have a gift for you." Murong Qianqi said softly.

"I have it too." Yun Chu said not to be outdone.

"What is it?" Murong Qianqian was a little surprised and asked.

"You close your eyes first." Yun Chu picked his eyes and said with a wicked smile.

Murong Qianqian really closed his eyes, he heard the sound of clothes, Murong Qianqian didn't know what Her Majesty the Empress was doing, although she wanted to open her eyes, but she still held back and waited patiently.

After a while, he heard Her Majesty call him, and he opened his eyes, but he was completely stunned.

The faint moonlight shone through the cracks in the rocks, and Her Majesty stood in front of him without an inch, surrounded by clothes on the ground, her black hair snaked down her body, her skin was as white as snow, and her lips were still red, with a thrilling beauty.

Murong Qianqian's eyes were fixed on his wife, she had always been bold, even if it was not the first time she had done this in front of him, but it still brought him a great impact. He felt that his breathing was about to stagnate, but Murong Qianqian quickly came back to his senses, and hurriedly picked up Bai Qiu on the ground and wanted to wrap her, "You're crazy, what if you freeze?" ”

"Then you're going to warm me." Her Majesty's arms stretched out like a swimming fish and threw herself into her husband's arms.

After a long time, a red-faced sound came from the depths of the rockery.

Pu Jia is almost digging a hole outside.

"Your Majesty, Her Royal Highness Princess Chang'an is about to give birth!" Bai Lu ran over from a distance and saw Pu Jia standing outside the rockery, "Your Majesty?" ”

"Your Majesty!" Pu Jia was also embarrassed to death, and the sound coming from inside was clearly something she shouldn't bother. But......

"Your little sister is about to give birth." Murong Qianqian gasped and said to the person in his arms who was smiling evilly at him.

"It's fine." The person in her arms stretched out her arm and hooked him, "She won't be able to give birth for a while, not so ......soon," she leaned close to her husband's ear, "But what if I also want to have another baby?" ”

After a long time, Pu Jia saw that Her Majesty the Empress was carried out of the rockery by General Murong, and the whole person was lazy, as if she couldn't even open her eyes.

"Let's go, go and watch to see if Chang'an is born male or female." Her Majesty said lazily.

"Yes. My Empress. Murong Qianqian's eyes were dyed with infinite smiles.

Outside the wall, huge fireworks rose inside the wall at the same time, magnificent and gorgeous, falling like starlight, reflecting the figures of the two people together.

(End of book)

Postscript:

Two thousand years later, there is exciting news on television.

A young reporter forced his excitement in front of the camera, "This is the mausoleum of the first empress in the history of Daqi, and people from all over the country and even the world will witness the arrival of this moment in front of the TV." Her Majesty's coffin is about to be opened! And buried with the empress is Her Majesty's royal husband, they have been together for 70 years, and according to legend, they died on the same day, which is the most fascinating sentence in the history of love. I wish I would die on the same day and in the same year. They are also a couple widely praised by later generations, who love each other and live and die. She is the most legendary empress in the history of our country, who reigned for 60 years, created the prosperous era of Daqi, and made the national strength of Daqi develop to the peak. At that time, everyone in the world was proud of being a Qi person. The Empress's Mausoleum is one of the most well-preserved royal mausoleums in our country. ”

The camera changes on the TV, and a huge gorgeous coffin appears in front of the camera.

Although thousands of years have passed, the gilded coffin can still be seen in its original style.

"The most exciting time has come!" The reporter's voice was a little hoarse. "Let's witness the moment of history together!"

With the movement of the archaeologists, the crane lifted the thick coffin lid on the coffin.

The camera changed again, and the reporter shouted hoarsely, "Dear audience friends, we have witnessed history together!" Her Majesty's coffin has been opened! Let's block the demeanor of this empress through the ages! ”

But when the camera turned to the inside of the coffin, the reporter fell silent.

The coffin under the lens turned out to be an empty coffin.

"Audience friends, here's a volume of letters." The reporter saw that the archaeologist took out a piece of paper from the coffin. "Let's see, what is written on it."

As the archaeologists unfolded the letter, a few big characters appeared under the camera, "Want to dig up my tomb?" You're still tender! ”

The reporter wiped the sweat on his forehead in front of the camera and laughed twice, "Her Majesty the Empress is really naughty." He changed his words, "But this is written by the empress herself, and it has extremely high cultural value, and the empress's attainments in calligraphy have reached the pinnacle." It's priceless! ”

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